CSI: Crime Scene Investigation (2000–2015): Season 1, Episode 19 - Gentle, Gentle - full transcript

NO!

Excuse me.

My name's Gil Grissom.

I'm with
the Las Vegas Crime Lab.

Please help us.

I'll certainly try.

Is that the ransom note?

Yeah. They don't even say
how much money they want.

They just say that
they'll call us
in six hours.

Have you let anyone else

touch this note?



Police, a relative, anyone?

N-no, just us. Why?

Well,
because the person

who touched it before you
has your son...

and he's just left us
the first piece of the puzzle.

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Jim, Dispatch said
this is a kidnapping?

Divorce situation?

No papers filed.
College sweethearts.

Neighbors say they're
the salt of the earth.

So this could have been
legitimate?

They have a
security system.

Never put it on.

They say how come?

They feel safe
in the neighborhood.

Check the premises?

Attic, wine cellar,
crawl space.

No four-month-old baby.

Nice digs.

Yeah, guy got rich
off some dot-com outfit.

Moved here from Oregon
two years ago.

Bet they wished
they hadn't today.

Are you sure he won't hear
a click or something?

He won't.

And if he asks,
you and your wife are alone.

Question him about your son.

Ask to hear him breathing.

Anything
to keep the guy talking.

Understood?

I don't know.

Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Built my own business.

I can handle any
kind of pressure.

Was this yours?

Yeah.

May I ask
when you opened it?

I don't know.

Um, sometime
after we called 911.

You mind if I, uh...?

No. Go ahead.

You have any more of these?

In the fridge.

Thanks.

Do my boys have to be here?

I think this is
hard enough for them

without having
to hear the facts.

I understand,
but it's best

for our investigation if we keep
the whole family together.

It's okay, Mom.

You were saying,
Mrs. Anderson?

Um...

I got up at 4:30,
like I usually do

to feed Zack.

I'm still breast-feeding.

And I went down

to Zacky's room.

I looked in his crib

and he was gone.

He wasn't there.

And I felt around for him

and that's when
I found the letter

saying that he
had been taken

and I...
I don't know.

I-I think
I screamed...

You screamed, Mom.

I jumped
out of bed

and I went to her,
and that's when we called 911

from the upstairs hallway.

911-1-1-1.

Give me the phone, Robbie.
Give me the phone.

We're going to need
a piece of the baby's clothing.

Something from
his hamper,
if possible.

We're going to use scent dogs
throughout the neighborhood.

I'll go see what I can find.

No, I know what he wears.

I'll go with you.

I'd also like

to get blood samples
from each family member.

Why?
Well, the sooner
we can eliminate

the expected hairs and fibers
from within the household

we can begin
looking for outsiders.

Is it going to hurt?

I hope not.

Sara.

Yeah?

Take this ransom
note to Q.D.

Typewritten ransom note?

Kidnapper was organized.

I think it's ink-jet

not typewriter.

I'll get it
to Questioned Documents

check for origination prints,
the works.

Take every computer
and printer

from the Anderson
house with you.

You think the suspect
printed the ransom note

from inside the house

while they
were sleeping?

I'm not thinking
anything yet.

Nick.

Yo.

No, thanks,
I'm an iced tea man.

It's not
a refreshment.

It's an experiment.

Now take this
to the lab

in a controlled space,
72 degrees Fahrenheit

and open it.

Keep this in the same
room-temp space.

Okay, then what?

Process, Nick. Process.

Baby's bedroom
window is open

and the ladder's
still out there.

So canvass the whole
grounds from outside to in.

I'm all over it
like a cheap suit.

You see this spiderweb?

Damn, Warrick!

I'm sorry.

Your ticker okay?

What spiderweb?

Right here.

Kind of hard to get a baby
out of a window

climb onto a ladder

without messing up this web,
don't you think?

Well, it could
have happened

after the abduction.

Spiders can build
one of these things

in a few hours.

Warrick?

What are you doing?

Go around.

Oh, you're right
on the golf course.

That must be nice.

Steve likes it.

I never cared for the game.

That one's my favorite

But Zacky, he, uh...

he liked another one.

Here it is.

There's a little spit-up on it.

He liked the way
the fabric felt on his skin.

Oh, God...

It's okay. It used to happen
to me with my daughter

if I didn't get to
her right on time.

I can't believe that
this is happening to us.

I'll get this to our guys.

What you got?

Two hairs,
separate and distinctive.

Ah. The plot thickens.

You smell something?

I smell these dirty
diapers over here.

It's like a household cleanser.

There's a pine smell.

Probably used to clean
that diaper pail.

No, it's stronger
than that.

It's emanating
from this specific spot.

Baby was killed
before it even left the house.

Guy tried to cover
his tracks.

What do you mean

you haven't checked for prints?

It's a ransom letter.

Everything

in the proper order.
You know that.

I got five other tests
I got to run on this paper

before I try
to isolate prints.

You got anything for me?

Yeah. The paper's expensive.

High rag count.

I could have
told you that.

Can you explain these
three small vertical dots?

What? Where?

It tells me that

the printer that
emitted this letter

has a spot on the drum.

A drum goes around three
times to print one page.

So if the Andersons'
printer was used...

There'd be
three small dots

on any paper
that comes out.

No vertical dots.

And different paper
than the ransom letter

F.Y.I.

Yeah, this mold I made
of that shoe print

matches the gardener's
boot that I found

in the shed over there.

Yeah, well, we need to look
for what's out of place.

And a gardener's boot
in a garden is not
out of place.

Well, the Andersons did say
the guy's been out of town

on vacation for
the last three days.

Grissom.

Ransom note's
not from the Anderson's printer

or paper supply.

You're breaking up.

The Andersons are clear.

Whoever wrote the letter
did it from a different location

and brought it with them.

Are you standing
next to the copy machine

outside ballistics?

You want me to check ballistics?

No. I want you to move away
from that machine.

Look, check all the printers
at Steve Anderson's company.

Get Q.D. to help you
with a warrant.

Target all
immediate coworkers

and disgruntled
employees first.

Are those our dogs?

Grissom? Grissom!

Get those dogs back.

Get them back!

Stand back.

We got to
have pictures.

The coroner will
be all over us.

I'll get the pictures!

I'm going to take him.

My baby! Oh, my God!
It's my baby!

My baby! My baby!

The Andersons, who own

a profitable Internet company

in Las Vegas, are said
to be devastated

by the death of little Zachary.

As for leads,
the police will only say

they have widened
the investigation

to include employees
of Steve Anderson's company.

Immediate coworkers are being
asked to give DNA samples.

By all accounts, the employees
are complying voluntarily.

One of them is quoted as saying

"Anything to help
Mr. and Mrs. Anderson

in their time of grief."

I can't give you

exact time of death,
but I do know

cause of death
was asphyxiation.

He was smothered.

The retinal hemorrhages
are the result

of intercranial pressure
from an edema.

The edema was caused by
an acute lack of oxygen.

Smothered how?

Did you find hand marks?

Trauma around
the mouth or nose?

No.

He was in a blanket
when I found him...

wrapped pretty tight.

Positional asphyxiation?

Maybe.

Abductor might have tried
to protect him from the cold.

Suffocated him
by mistake.

I'm going
to run tests

on a microscopic fiber
I found in his throat.

But I don't think his
death was benign, Gil.

Or accidental.

Sternum was cracked.

X rays say the
fracture is fresh.

Manhandled
and suffocated.

This little guy
didn't have a chance.

Are those
from Anderson's company?

Yeah. There's like 200
of them in that place.

I'm going to test them
against the ransom note,
one by one.

You got Homicide's list
of disgruntled employees?

Not yet.
They're still
working on it.

You call Homicide back

and tell them
to get us that list now.

Hey.

Hey.
Where are we

on those DNA samples?
I got the
hair samples

from the baby's crib
ready for comparison.

Yeah? So answer my question.

Well, DNA's jammed.

Sanders says he'll
get to the blood
comparisons as soon as...

I hear you're backlogged.

20 "Unknowns" from
some drug shoot-out.

FBI special request.

Sheriff told me to clear it
off my counter

before I do
anything else.

These?

Yeah. You can almost smell
Quantico, you know?

There.

Now they're
off your counter.

Zachary Anderson,
date of birth 01-23-01.

Date of death, three hours ago.

Until we find out

how and why...

this is the only case
you work on.

Yes, sir.

Never seen him
like this before.

Grissom?

What?

You told me a few weeks ago
that nothing is personal.

No victim should
be special.

Everyone follows
your lead.

Everyone didn't find
that baby.

I did.

And that little boy
is dead

because someone lost
their temper

or screwed up,
or God knows what.

So, excuse me,
but this victim is special.

Mr. and Mrs. Anderson
are calling.

They want to know
why you refuse

to release the body
for burial.

They said that you gave
the coroner strict instructions.

You better drive.

Sure.

I'm very sorry, but we have
to preserve the evidence

in a case like this.

And, as difficult as this
sounds, Zachary is evidence.

We need to refer to him
as the case unfolds.

Well, do you
have any leads?

Any idea
who did this?

Your child
was found

500 yards from your back door,
in clean clothes

wrapped in a white blanket,
laid carefully under a statuary.

A stranger wouldn't

treat a victim
like that.

You think we had something
to do with this?

The FBI tells us

that you never received
a call from the abductor.

What kind of a kidnapper forgets
to call the family?

A wealthy family.

My lawyer warned me

that you were going
to try this.

You don't have a suspect

so now you're going
to come after us.

But you have nothing to hide.

You're damn right
we don't!

I thought I'd deliver
this in person.

DNA came back
on the entire family.

The blood we found

in the baby's room...
belongs to your son Tyler.

I was playing ball
in the backyard

and I cracked
Zacky's window.

Dad had told me not to hit
the ball towards the house.

So I went up
and replaced the window

before anyone got home

and I cut my finger
on the glass.

And you wiped up the blood
with some type of pine cleanser.

I thought
I got it all.

Let's go back
a second, Tyler.

You said that you baby-sat
for Robbie and Zack last night

right?

I told the police that
this morning.

We had a Homeowner's
Association Vote meeting.

It was just five doors
up from our house.

I had, uh...
I had made dinner

and then Steve and I
walked up to the clubhouse.

We were gone maybe
30 minutes, until 9:00.

We contacted the Association.

The story checks out.

I also did a
background search.

Tyler has quite a temper on him,
don't you, Ty?

What?

You were expelled

from school twice last year

for physical altercation.

That was schoolyard stuff.

Beat up a
12-year-old

in the school stairwell.

He made fun of my mother.

I wasn't going to let him
get away with that.

Your brother Zack
say something
you didn't like

you weren't going to let him
get away with either?

Don't talk about my brother
that way, you bastard!

Sit down! Now.

He's, uh...
he's upset.

He is not usually like this.

People are calling us killers.

And I miss my little brother.

That still doesn't mean
you didn't kill him.

So what are we looking for?

I don't know.

Well, let's start up
and work our way down.

Here's the father's
bottle of cola--
here's the unknown.

I duplicated conditions
and monitored the pressure

that escaped
from the father's bottle

which he told
you had been
open two hours

against one I know
was open two hours.

Kept this log.

Pressure released
every quarter hour.

Good, Nick.

Did you find any ethanol
on the lip of that bottle?

Well, I've got Trace
running tests

now, but I did

an unscientific
whiff test.

Picked up a hint of
some kind of booze.

Call me when
you get the results.

See if they
can find out

what this green substance is

on these nylons I found
in Mr. Anderson's closet.

I'll take a swatch,
get it back to you ASAP.

The mother's prints...

the father's prints...

and a set of unknowns.

They're
not unknown.

I ran them against
the employees

of Steve Anderson's
computer company

disgruntled and otherwise.

They belong
to a Needra Fenway.

And who is Needra Fenway?

Steve Anderson's
secretary.

So, of course,
I checked out
her printer.

As I'm sure you know,
all printers have their own

unique signature.

These three...

tiny vertical dots
from Needra's printer

match the ransom note
perfectly.

Thank you.

Thank you
for coming in.

Anything
I can do to help.

You know, it's... it's just
terrible what happened.

Maybe you can explain
why your printer

was used to create the ransom
note found in the Anderson home.

What?

We have evidence
that this came

from your printer.

There are 500 people
who work in that office.

Anyone could have
used my printer.

We also found a strand of hair.

Our lab has matched it

to you.

From the Anderson home.

I'm Steven's secretary.
I go there.

Do you go upstairs?

'Cause that's
where we found

this particular hair.

You two were

having an affair.

We ended it.

Because his wife got pregnant?

I'm not going down this road.

What? A new baby

screw up the office romance?

It was more than
just an office romance, okay?

Much more.

Yeah.

Well, a lot of women
would understand

if you went over there
and... got rid of that baby.

Sure. Quickest way

to end a guy's marriage.

Okay, I need a lawyer.
Is that it?

Is that what you're saying here?

Are these your nylons?

I found these hidden in the back
of Mr. Anderson's closet.

So, did you come to him

after you disposed of the baby

and ask him to hide them
for you?

Talk to Steve.

Steve asked
her to do it

to get out from underneath
the obligation of a newborn?

Geez, haven't these people
ever heard of divorce?

Needra didn't kill Zack
any more than I did.

How do you explain her hair
in the baby's crib?

We broke up the day

that I learned that Gwen
was pregnant with Zack.

I love Needra

but I love
my family more.

Needra asked
if she could

see Zack after
he was born

to help her kind of
accept the reality.

So, I had her in
last Saturday

to watch him sleep.

Gwen had the kids
at skating.

Needra was out
of the house

in 15 minutes.

You don't believe me.

You've lied to me before.

About what?
You told me that you

opened that cola bottle

the morning
you reported Zack missing.

We had a test done.

You opened that bottle

six hours
before you said you did--

the night before--
somewhere around 11:00 P.M.

The lab is still testing it.

I also believe that
you cut it with alcohol.

Rum and cola.
What does that prove?

Was Needra Fenway
in your house that night?

Did you catch her
suffocating your son?

What are you doing?

What have you done?

That's not
how it happened.

Well, why don't you
tell me how it happened.

Robbie, what did you do?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

All right, I heard you.

Do we have to have this
conversation right now?

Mr. Anderson?

What? Yeah?

I'm from
the Las Vegas Post.

How do you feel
about these pictures
your secretary

sold to the Midnight
Informer this afternoon?

Where did you get these?

The tabloid's
web site.

Needra sold them to pay
for her legal fees.

Mr. Anderson?

My only comment is
that I love my wife very much.

Excuse me.

I'm from
the Las Vegas Post.

Can I ask you
a few questions?

No.

A wife kills her baby

to get back at her husband
over his affair.

Come on.

Any woman would go after
the husband, not the baby.

True. But, in some instances

women have been known
to kill their children

as a way to pay back a spouse.

Particularly if
it's over an affair

and particularly
if the child was a male child.

Well, I don't buy it.
I just don't buy it, Doctor.

She really loved that baby.

Well, Catherine

that's why
she's in this much pain now.

A guy cheats,
but the wife commits murder.

How come moms always end up
the bad guy

with you Freud types?

That's because this mother
is the bad guy.

CNN just dug up
a 13-year-old charge

against Gwen Anderson.
I heard it on the car radio.

What kind of charge?

It's called
shaken baby syndrome.

The oldest boy-- Tyler?

When he was a newborn

she shook him so hard
they had to go to the hospital.

She shook the kid unconscious.

Is this authentic?

Yeah. They were on the phone

with the arresting officer
from Oregon.

He faxed me this report.

Our grieving mother...
her record for child abuse.

Baby killer!

You should die!
You call yourself a mother?

You're the worst!

Baby killer! Someone should take
those other kids from you!

Did you kill Zachary
over your husband's affair?

Did you act alone
or did Tyler help?

Baby killer! Bitch!

You deserve to die!
Gil Grissom!

You found the baby.

How hard is it for you
to look at Gwen Anderson?

Let me tell you something.

People are presumed innocent...

innocent until a court of law
can examine all the evidence

and prove otherwise.

Until then

everything else is...

gossip.

She deserves to

be put in jail!
Gil Grissom. Gil Grissom!

Ice.

I don't need this.

Just do it.

That was quite a speech
you made out there

but between you

me and the water fountain...

you think that
Gwen Anderson's innocent?

What? Are you
changing teams now?

You've been her
biggest supporter.

I still am.

I'm just... taking
your temperature.

Hey.

We're up.

You didn't
answer my question.

You're right. I didn't.

I never meant to hurt Tyler.
You have to understand.

You shook him unconscious.

He was choking.

All on his own?

Change your tone

or I'll end this right now.

Well, it's
a legitimate question.

But I have to work on my tone.
You're right.

I'll try again.

All on his own?

Go ahead, Mrs. Anderson.

He had gotten food
in his windpipe.

His face was... turning red.

Steve was at work.

So, I, I patted him
on his back

and-and on...
and on his stomach

and finally,
I turned him upside down

and I started shaking him
to get the food out...

to... to dislodge it,
and I did.

But I realized that I had hurt
him, so I called 911.

She was
a new mother--

23 years old.

If she'd meant to harm her son

why would she call 911?

Did the E.R. find proof

that there was food lodged
in Tyler's throat?

No. That's why
the police
were called in.

And by the time
my client went home

and found the chewed food
on the kitchen floor

it was all too late.

She was branded.

It was a french fry
he had grabbed from my plate.

As for the death
of little Zachary

my client

categorically denies
any involvement.

She's a victim
of an intruder
who entered her home

and abducted and killed
her child.

Thank you all

for your continued efforts
to find the real killer.

Did you know that your

golf course paints its grass?

Excuse me?

It's actually a vegetable dye.

Biodegradable.

They've been using

green dye on television
tournaments for several years.

What's your point?

I found a pair of nylons

in the back of your
husband's closet.

We, uh

we have a receipt

that links them to your client.

The exact same dye
from the golf course

where Zachary was laid to rest
is on your nylons.

She belongs
to the club.

Grass stains.

But she doesn't play golf.

Remember our conversation,
Mrs. Anderson?

It's not your game?

If you arrest her now...
you have 48 hours

to charge her.

You really want to show
your hand at the arraignment?

We'll be in touch.

Look.

Mommy, I want my Mommy.
Hey.

Can we just go, please?
What's going on?

Did you see that?

A mother repelled
by her young.

She didn't seem
like that type to me.

All right, okay.
Here, go to your brother.

I'll catch you later.

I want to hear
that 911 tape.

Hi.
Hey.

Grissom?

The Coroner's been
trying to reach you.

Did he nail time of death?

9:00 P.M., but, uh,
there's something else.

He isolated the fiber found
in Zachary Anderson's throat.

It's a flame-retardant
material--

generic name's Metaramid.

From the baby's clothes?
Fire-retardant

infant's clothes are made
out of vinyon.

The fiber found
in Zack's throat

is a stronger
chemical treatment.

It's found in things

that are made to be
near fire and flames.

Hey.

Hey, can I go with you?

Same color as the fiber
in Zack's throat.

Okay, this
is the 911 call

from the Anderson house
at 4:30 A.M.

Our baby has been kidnapped.

493 Fairmark.

Please hurry.

Mrs. Anderson wasn't there?

You wouldn't think so

but I went ahead
and separated out

any underlying voices.

What are we going to do?!

She was standing, like,
two meters from the phone.

Yeah, well,
it's a legitimate comment.

Doesn't make her guilty
of anything.

I know, so I checked

to see if she was, like,
faking her concern.

This program measures

the stress level
of the speakers.

Oh, God,
what are we going to do?!

The stress is real.

Are you familiar
with the JonBenet case?

A little.

Well, the police went back,
and they found an earlier call

that was placed
from the home to 911

and the audio tests
separated out the son's voice.

Now, I'm not saying
that Tyler's our guy, but...

we need to check
into every avenue.

Well, I did backtrack

and there were no
other calls that night

from the Anderson house--

from the land line,
or from the cell phone.

In the parents' name,
but did you look under Tyler's?

I mean, a rich kid like that's
probably got a cell phone.

Yeah. All right,
I'll get into it.

Hello.

Anderson's attorney, 7:00 a.m.

7:00 A.M.?

I'll be there.

Bring all the evidence.

Yeah. I'll bring it all.

Thanks.

My colleagues,
Messrs. Landry and Frank

are representing Steve
and Tyler Anderson respectively.

Although we're not cocounsel
in the strictest sense

we've agreed

the authorities should have
no more than three questions

to put to our clients each.

After that, we'll
accept written
submissions only.

Nice... what money can buy.

My family is done being
railroaded by you people

so just ask your questions,
and let's go.

I don't have any questions.

We know what happened
in your house

the night Zachary died.

We've interpreted
the evidence.

All right, let's
work backwards

starting with
the cover-up.

Sometime around 11:00 p.m.
the night of the kidnapping

you and Mr. Anderson

had a drink--
rum and cola...

and decided what to do
with the body of Zachary.

We have yet to determine

whether or not his death
was accidental or intentional.

The Question
Documents lab thinks

that a parent
wrote the ransom note

because there's
no money amount.

Too hard to put a price
on your own son?

Mrs. Anderson,
while your husband

was writing the ransom note,
you wrapped

Zachary's body
in a blanket

that you got from the
upstairs linen closet.

You then laid his body to rest

near a statue
on the golf course.

That's how
you got the grass stains

on your nylons.

You put down
a plastic bag

from the pantry
so that he'd remain dry.

Evidence of
genuine care

and concern.

And Mr. Anderson

you put up a ladder
outside the window.

The only shoe prints
we found were yours

and the gardener's

and the gardener
has been out of town.

You then drove over
to your office

and cranked off
a ransom note

on the first
available printer

possibly thinking
that if you used a printer

from outside your house, we
wouldn't be able to trace it.

But these three dots...

have given you away.

This may prove cover-up.

None of it proves
they killed Zachary.

You're right,
Counselor.

Zachary's life was taken
much earlier in the evening.

The coroner estimated
time of death at 9:00 p.m.

Estimated.

It could be 8:30.

Yes.

While Robbie and Zachary
were in Tyler's care.

You said that
we could ask
three questions each.

Am I right?
Stop.

Ty didn't do this.

Don't give them
anything.

No, no. It doesn't matter.
We're already ruined.

Look, they're just...

They're just trying
to protect me, all right?

Please.
And I can't go on.

Mrs. Anderson.
I killed him.

I came home.

Tyler h-h-hadn't put Zachary
to bed because he...

he was crying,
and I wanted to hush him up

and, and I just...
I went too far.

For the record

my client made this statement
against legal counsel.

Would you tell us...
how you killed him.

I smothered him
with a pot holder.

And that's when Steve and I
came up with the kidnap story.

It was the longest night
of our lives.

You had to wait till the morning
to report him missing.

So that it wouldn't
look suspicious.

And you may not believe me,
but I loved him.

I loved him very, very much.

We're going to have to
have them both arrested.

I was just coming
to meet you guys.

I thought you were
at the Andersons.

We're done.
She copped.

Guilty people
do that
What?

when you corner them
with evidence.

Guys, the mother
didn't do it.

What?

Listen.

What did you do, Robbie?!

What did you do?!

I was watching the boys.

I had my eye on them; I did.

Yeah. But then you
called your girlfriend.

And we got to talking.

And I was kind of ignoring
Zack and Robbie.

They were
being quiet.

They were behaving.

I turned around,
and I saw how still he was.

I ran to him, and he was dead.

And that's
when you called 911.

But you must have
dropped the phone

to tend to Zack.

What did you do, Robbie?!

What did you do?!

Then I guess, somehow,
in the chaos

you got
disconnected.

Soon after that,
your parents arrived.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

One of you worked on him so hard
that you cracked his sternum.

He was already blue.

I pushed.

I tried to breathe air into him,
but he was gone.

We did everything
that we could.

Why didn't you
just tell the truth?

We wanted to protect Robbie.

We didn't want
him to grow up
with the stigma of...

"The boy
who killed his brother."

He's three.

He's clinically
unaware of his actions.

No court would hold him
accountable for that.

But everybody else would know.

It would follow him
the rest of his life.

And my wife...
would rather go to prison

than to have anybody know
what Robbie did.

Mr. Anderson,
we won't let that happen.

Now I know why you didn't
want to hold Robbie

when your husband
handed him to you

outside the
police department.

I'm very sorry.

I always, uh...

I always tell them,
"Gentle, gentle."

He didn't mean it.

I know he didn't mean it.

Of course he didn't.

You must think
that we are awful people--

all this stuff
that's come out.

You're an average family

burdened with a tragedy
that put you under a microscope.

That close,
nobody can look good.

Your family's waiting for you.

You ready?

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